[Intro: Swizz Beatz]
1-2 1-2. I need all my real niggas to stand up. All you fake ass niggas
Fall back. It's a problem. Philly stand up!
[Hook: Swizz Beatz and Cassidy]
(What's ya name dog?) Cassidy
(Man, tell 'em again) Cassidy
(Man, where ya from?) Philly
(Talk to 'em talk to 'em) If ya ready to feel me
(Talk to' em talk to 'em) Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to tell 'em, man) Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to tell 'em, man) The hood know I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to tell 'em, man) The world know I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to tell 'em, man)
[Verse 1: Swizz Beatz]
My name Kass and I'm 'bout my B-I
Niggas wanna be me, yeah I can see why
Told y'all How I used to roll and see Clive
Hop off the G-4, hop in the G-5
But since niggas wanna copy and be me
I'mma hop off the yacht then hop in the GT
Got niggas in the hood knockin' the CD
Wait 'till my face start poppin' on TV
See the ladies give me top for cheapy
All they wanna do is just hop on the wee-wee
My rich chick'll take a helicopter to see me
I pop Dominican and she'll drop me a key free
I got a actress in L.A., doctor in DC
Even got a lawyer a cop in the DT
See I got money but I ain't spendin' it
I need a girl who got a job wit nice benefits
'Cuz honey bunch I ain't wit the funny stuff
You ain't gone fuck me to spend my money up
Nah, I can't have it boo
But girl do what you do I ain't mad at you
Nah, 'cuz I got since to know
That I ain't gone get pimped, I'mma pimp a ho
Ayyo, get money nigga fuck the fame
(The industry is in trouble, betta learn his name!)
1-2 1-2. I need all my real niggas to stand up. All you fake ass niggas
Fall back. It's a problem. Philly stand up!
[Hook: Swizz Beatz and Cassidy]
(What's ya name dog?) Cassidy
(Man, tell 'em again) Cassidy
(Man, where ya from?) Philly
(Talk to 'em talk to 'em) If ya ready to feel me
(Talk to' em talk to 'em) Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to tell 'em, man) Bottom line I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to tell 'em, man) The hood know I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to tell 'em, man) The world know I'm a problem, y'all
(I tried to tell 'em, man)
[Verse 1: Swizz Beatz]
My name Kass and I'm 'bout my B-I
Niggas wanna be me, yeah I can see why
Told y'all How I used to roll and see Clive
Hop off the G-4, hop in the G-5
But since niggas wanna copy and be me
I'mma hop off the yacht then hop in the GT
Got niggas in the hood knockin' the CD
Wait 'till my face start poppin' on TV
See the ladies give me top for cheapy
All they wanna do is just hop on the wee-wee
My rich chick'll take a helicopter to see me
I pop Dominican and she'll drop me a key free
I got a actress in L.A., doctor in DC
Even got a lawyer a cop in the DT
See I got money but I ain't spendin' it
I need a girl who got a job wit nice benefits
'Cuz honey bunch I ain't wit the funny stuff
You ain't gone fuck me to spend my money up
Nah, I can't have it boo
But girl do what you do I ain't mad at you
Nah, 'cuz I got since to know
That I ain't gone get pimped, I'mma pimp a ho
Ayyo, get money nigga fuck the fame
(The industry is in trouble, betta learn his name!)
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